Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman











Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Tuesdays With Rita: First Crush


Last week I hinted at my first crush; besides my cousin that is. Maybe Jon was my first love because look at this picture. That's my mom holding me on the left and Jon being held by his mother, Alberta, on the right.
There's no date but I'm guessing early 1954. 
Here we are again.


My parent's cafe burned down soon after and we moved away from that town but my grandparents lived there for many more years so we did see Jon and his family again.

In second grade I went to live with my grandparents for the year.

Jon and I "met" and fell in love. I still remember one day during recess, or maybe it was after school, Jon took me in to our classroom. The only one there was the teacher. A wonderful, kind lady who's family owned a ranch in the area.
There in front of Mrs. Bentley, Jon gave me a ring and we swore our undying love, or whatever it is second graders swear.

Grandma later told me that Mrs. Bentley called to tell her about it. She thought it was so cute but we obviously didn't know we had known each other all our lives.

Back in Great Bend I didn't exactly forget Jon but life went on and then when I was thirteen Mom and I moved to Phoenix. A year or so later Jon's family moved to Tucson and came up to visit us. I don't remember that meeting very well but I think shyness was the word for that day.

We kept in touch and while in college a friend and I were touring southern Arizona and we stopped in to see Jon. I remember being sad when we left but that was about all. Jon married and had a little girl. I married and also had a little girl.
Jon passed away a short time later.

He still has a little place in my heart.

I've been hearing lots of great stories about first crushes. Thank you all for sharing, either as comments or in e-mails. It means a lot to me to stir your memories and help you get them down...hopefully on paper or saved somewhere safe.